Lou

Vicious

Vicious you hit me with a flower you do it every hour oh baby, you’re so vicious

Vicious you want me to hit you with a stick but all I’ve got’s a guitar pick huh baby, you’re so vicious

When I watch you come baby I just wanna run far away you’re not the kind of person around I wanna stay

When I see you walking down the street I step on your hands and I mangle your feet you’re not the kind of person that I want to meet Oh baby, you’re so vicious you’re just so vicious

Vicious hey, you hit me with a flower you do it every hour oh baby, you’re so vicious

Vicious hey, why don’t you swallow razor blades you must think that I’m some kind of gay blade but baby, you’re so vicious

When I see you coming I just have to run You’re not good and you certainly aren’t very much fun When I see you walking down the street I step on your hand and I mangle your feet You’re not the kind of person that I even want to meet ‘Cause you’re so vicious baby, you’re so vicious

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